Insanity

 A sleeping demon better not be woken
Vanity forsaken bitter escape
The words are an arrow that penetrate deep
The promises are hollow on repeat
The soul lies down deep inside
Pondering at the fake world
Smiles and hugs to fool the lost
Hidden knives do stab and hurt
Yet I do not want to wake up
I do not want to roar
The warmth doesn't touch me
I am numb and cold
Walking down the streets observing the theives
Robbing everyone off their sleep
And I might catch it
This bug called life 
Maybe I dance in the rain and watch the leaves jive
But a stark reminder does shake me to reality 
They do not talk to me rather I am dreaming awake
And I kick the stones in mistake
Shrugging there is nothing left to take
Walking alone running away from reality 
Finding solace in the happiness in my head.

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